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my only friend the end
as you may or may not have noticed i haven't updated this web page in quite some time. i suppose its been a combination of not having the internet readily available and not having much to say. so for now i bid you farewell. but there is an off chance that i will get inspired and start making entries again on a regular basis, oh yeah, and internet connection to my apartment. but for now let just say i'll update date this site anywhere from on a monthly basis to a quarterly basis.
a faint signal for communication
i'd like to thank all those who decide to send me xmas cards this year, it was a little bit of a surprise to me as i wasn't expecting to get any. also, as friends from the past fade i'd like to thank friends of new (relatively new) for an enjoyable new years eve.
talk about the future in past tense
jan - walmartopia
feb - vegas
mar- london?
apr - the world
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you could have it so much better
2005
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look out, we formed a band
as practice came to a close tuesday night joe extended his guitar away from his body while resting it on his croch with a smile on his face. with antics like this we're sure to be a hit. infact i'm sure of it, thats why i've been doing cock push ups.
(tell me) something i don't know
last week three girls asked me if i had a girl friend all at separate times... all three times i thought, what makes them think that? and today some girl at work called up a co-worker of mine to tell him he had a call and he said, "ah... i was just talking to your buddy over here...", which was followed by the comment by someone in another cubical, "oh, what girl is An talking to now?..." unbeknownst to her i was sitting on the other side of that cubical wall helping out someone on their files in her absence. what are they on about? because i haven't got the foggiest.
plans
2005
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they're o.r. scrubs... oh are they?
so after reading other people's blogs i feel that i haven't done justice to the night of october 29th. but then again i don't remember a whole lot that particular night. almost any other night i would remember perfectly except that one. infact i'm still partially recovering from that night. since then i haven't caught up on my sleep and haven't eaten enough. so i'll recap on the events of that night in more depth in the future (which in turn maybe less descriptive as they begin to fade ever so more from my three second memory) because right now i'm hungry and tired but i think i'll choose to sleep before i eat... also, i was thinking, if i were to live my life as what has become 'normal' for me these days i would die old, bitter, and lonely, however if i were to live my life as i did on saturday night i would die within the next five year due to either a pickled liver, hunger, or of freezing to death, or possibly all three. no risk, no reward, right?
its not 'what not to wear' but its something
new band, new job, same old filtered sterile feel.
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a long drive for someone with nothing to think about
after a pretty wicked weekend get together i hope every had a safe drive home.
dans la ville gauche somnolente du cherbough
for some reason i want the sky to become mud and grey. i'll never leave my house and watch the world go by through my window.
zaireeka
need i say more
whats in a name
you can call me ang, ung, on, don, han, or arne. or you can call me whatever the hell you want.
my inability to speak
its call social anxiety. you should try it sometime. with a side of chilli.
not quite yet but someday and soon
despite multiple group efforts the people i work with and myself have not won the powerball jackpot just yet, i guess that means i can't retire to the north of france as soon as i'd like. nevertheless, england is still within my sights.
if i disappeared would anyone know
sometimes i wonder what would happen if i disappeared into the fog or walked into the thames with pocket full of rocks. unfortunately life is not that romantic, ever. so i'll just surrender to the night and wait for winter to creep in. brilliant moonlight snow blindness and depressingly never ending bone chilling weather. tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better.
sleepee pete
every once in a while you'll have one of those really really good dreams you wake up feeling strangely fulfilled. last night i dreamt i was with this girl i knew in high school named jessie (i only mention her name her because the last time i saw her was in high school and i'll probably never see her again) and i don't know where we were but we were just laying down somewhere in dreamland and i was holding her in my arms. and thats it, nothing else happend. it was nice. strange but nice. i probably have a much better memory of her than i should... not that she wasn't nice... i'll just stop talking now.
concert of the year (and i wasn't there)
today i was reading the nation's finest newpaper aka the onion and saw that the arcade fire and wolf parade were going to play at first ave on thursday so i think to myself, 'holy shit!, who am i going to call to come with me to the concert?!?!' and then i read 'september 29th'... damn it! so i probably missed the best concert of the year. i'll just have to get franz ferdinand's new album on tuesday which will in no way even come close to making up for what i just missed, but its an attempt to allieviate the pain.
